Chesterton - In the Dark

The men of the East may spell the stars,
And times and triumphs mark,

But the men signed of the cross of Christ
Go gaily in the dark. . .

“I tell you naught for your comfort,
Yea, not for your desire,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher.
Night shall be thrice night over you,
And heaven an iron cope.
Do you have joy without a cause,
Yea, faith without a hope?

- G. K. Chesterton, Balad of the White Horse, Our Lady to Alfred

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